Chalkhills Digest Volume 6, Issue 215
Date: Monday, 31 July 2000
Chalkhills Digest, Volume 6, Number 215
Monday, 31 July 2000
Topics:
Washington Post article on pop culture
Did I win?
Re: Comedy albums
Misheard Lyrics (XTC content)
Techno/Trance/Ambient
and today's word is
Oh, You Want it BAD?
Andy's Unproduced Songs
A Worrying Trend
One Non XTC and One XTC
Then I suddenly remembered what I left at home
Don't Buy Starpark!(Childrens Guide Thang)
Kisses For Me
Nice Trip, Shakespeare!
email addresses; Erik Schlichting's simply insane map
assorted responses and the other Greenman
Dom's Ass
Re: French Chalkers
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---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 14:39:10 EDT From: IMSUNBAKE@aol.com Subject: Washington Post article on pop culture Message-ID: <200007281839.LAA17304@sgiblab.sgi.com> Greetings, Chalk Friends. I hope the link below still works by the time the distribution is sent. http://washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A58940-2000Jul27.html It's a short essay on "Corporate America, Calling the Tune of Mass Culture." The author iscusses popular music - then (Mozart) and now (Shitney Spears; Gawd I could kiss whoever came up with that name!) If the link doesn't work as is, go to www.washingtonpost.com; go to the search box in the upper right and type in Mozart, or corporate America. The author is Phillip Kennicott (I'm trying to give you all the possible search words). The paragraph that caught me: "The kind of popular music created by 'N Sync and Britney Spears is an aberration in the history of music ..." Take if from there, Chalkies. Annamarie
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Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 14:56:39 EDT
From: NORDIC68PJ@aol.com
Subject: Did I win?
Message-ID: <a7.6151f6b.26b33167@aol.com>
Rory Wilsher writes:
>A while back, someone (I'm too lazy to check) posted a
>list of spurious band names. But, hidden in amongst
>them, was at least one band who actually existed - as
>in got a recording contract and released records - I'm
>sure some of the other were used at some stage by pub
>bands. So, who can spot the real band? First prize: an
>all-expenses-paid night on the town with international
>celebrity superstar Mr. Vee Tube. Second prize: TWO
>all-expenses-paid nights...(ahh, the old ones are the
>good ones...)
The answer would be ; Not Drowning, Waving
I too picked up on that little gem. Now do I get to pick the nights
events or will I have to go along with what has already been planned?
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On the off-hand... My thanks go out to Jayne and Amy. You know the
score.
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Noone has guessed the lyrics from my post in CH # 6-203
"Surprise me with some honesty,
surprise me with some independence...
Outside there is darkness, outside is the lie, outside stands between us"
Answer: "Longest century" - Winter Hours
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Now... I know the score -Nor
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 12:29:57 -0700 From: "Ray Michno" <rmichno@my-Deja.com> Subject: Re: Comedy albums Message-ID: <EMFPGEGNBEABECAA@my-deja.com> Organization: My Deja Email (http://www.my-deja.com:80) >> From: Ed Kedzierski <ed.kedzierski@blvdmedia.com> (lots snipped) >> Tracked down Radio Dinner and Lemmings much later on when I was >> into Lampoon (the magazine - does anyone else miss it?) I miss that magazine too. I was first introduced to it through old issues from the early 70's that I picked up at a used book store. They were hilarious, subversive and slightly naughty for a teenage mind. I even subscribed to the magazine for several years in the mid 80's but by then the quality of writing had gone downhill and the magazine resorted to too much T&A to try to sell issues. It mercifully stopped publishing a few years later. -Ray-
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 15:37:55 EDT From: Phlossdaly@aol.com Subject: Misheard Lyrics (XTC content) Message-ID: <ae.86d5f8c.26b33b13@aol.com> I would have sworn the song was called The Wheel and The NAPALM.
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 21:43:37 +0100 (BST) From: Rory Wilsher <rory_wilsher@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: Techno/Trance/Ambient Message-ID: <20000728204337.19635.qmail@web1505.mail.yahoo.com> Hill people No, I don't know what these terms mean either, or what the distinctions are. What I DO know is that there is a band that do something along these lines that I like - featured in my aliens list - called The Beloved. I guess they're Techno "Lite". Anyway, they write pop songs, with words and tunes, but also have that "club/rave" image. Apparently their main play is in what's known as "the chill-out room". I have no idea what this is - I haven't really done night clubs (are they still called that?) since FGTH were big, and that was in another life. Anyway, along with the "rap music sucks", "new bands suck", "techno music sucks" threads, there are always exceptions. But, hey, there were survivors at Hiroshima. Apparently, there's some former punk/new wave band around who don't suck...they're still releasing records...can't remember their name, but they had an album out called April Penis or something like that... Rory "I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice" Wilsher p.s. Molly...Bananarama!!! The most successful (UK) girl band ever in terms of hits (eat your hearts out, Spice Girls!), yet almost completely ignored by Eighties anthologisers. Some of their songs were quite good.
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 23:39:00 +0000 From: Jayne Myrone <myrone@tesco.net> Subject: and today's word is Message-ID: <3982198A.40B6E23A@tesco.net> Suaveolent. A goody. Go & look it up. Serious Voice: "This is an appeal on behalf of those athletes who are in training for the new Olympic sport of box packing. At a secret location, so secret they wouldn't tell me, somewhere in the Cairngorms, these men and women are devoting every waking hour to getting closer to their dream, the dream of bringing back gold medals. What has this to do with me you might ask. With you generous help and your recommendations, you can help these athletes get closer to their goal. All we are asking is for your (printable) suggestions for CDs, tapes, and yes, even vinyl to help motivate them even more. With your help they may reach their personal best for numbers of boxes packed. If you want to help please send you thoughts and recommendations to chalkhills@sgiblab.com or to myrone@tesco.net Thank you. Ok what this is all about is that I'm packing to move house and I want to listen to some music that might make it go faster. Well if I stopped reading the books that I'm supposed to be packing that might make it go quicker. Your thoughts would be appreciated. Can't think of any misheard lyrics just yet, but in Bohemian Rhapsody there's supposed to be "the devil's put aside a chesterfield for me." How sweet. Comedy records? Tom Lerher was probably my first taste of comedy on vinyl. There was a programme called Junior Choice in the UK, which was aimed at kids. It was on Saturday & Sunday mornings and played requests. That's where I heard Poisoning Pigeons for the first time. This may explain a lot. Well some of it. And it wasn't me. Also that's where I heard Peter Sellars doing a Hard Day's Night in the style of Olivier doing Shakespeare. Maybe that should be A Hard Day's Knight. I have very vague memories of FireSign Theatre - something to do with the Giant Rat of Sumatra, A tale for which the world isn't ready. Help me out here. Today's real silly thought: Hugh Grant playing Hamlet. Need I say more? XTC content: I like Nonsuch, and all the negative reviews in the world aren't going to make me change my mind. How many copies are going to be on the mothership? "grabbed me by the nadgers and refused to let go" Can any Brits help out here? Does that mean what I think it does? ie: nadgers = tallywacker Bemused under the Ministry The Mole They're referred to as "nazums," I believe, in parts of Glasgow. I've also just notice why orchids are called orchids ( go figure) - River of Orchids isn't going to sound quite the same again. Embarrassing first album (be kind): The Plan by the Osmands (can't remamber how to spel too dai) I still think the screaming guitars on Crazy Horses isn't bad, she said. Problem is the LP is well hidden in another part of the UK so my memoryV What? better go pack a box or 2 or 3 Jayne the Worrier Queen want to know how many boxes & books I've packed? go here - hopefully updated on a daily basis http://www.stas.net/myrone/news.htm "Nothing is meaningless if one likes to do it" Gertrude Stein
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 18:15:54 EDT From: Hbsherwood@aol.com Subject: Oh, You Want it BAD? Message-ID: <d0.92df4d6.26b3601a@aol.com> OK, we can do BAD.... "Playground in my Mind"? Tschah! The prattling of infants! The merest insect buzzing in my ear! As flies to wanton boys so is "Playground in my Mind" to the Gods of Horrible Music! Even Jim Morrison at his most flatulent couldn't hold a candle to this: Prepare for DEEEEEEP HURTINNNNG....... ------- BIZARRE MURDER SHAKES CITY What Would Cause a Sister of Mercy to Kill? RAVENNA, Italy, July 28, 2000 -- (Reuters) The affair began simply enough. Police in this port city on the Adriatic yesterday arrested a disheveled and plainly distraught woman yesterday on the Strada. The woman, an indigent expatriate American of indeterminate age, had for several hours been accosting bewildered female passersby, tearing at their clothing and browbeating them in Southern American English, a dialect little understood in this rough port city. Asked what the woman had shouted in her tirade, one victim simply shook her head dumbly and wandered away, plainly deeply affected by the experience. Police have linked the woman's presence in Ravenna to the hasty departure two days ago of the royal yacht belonging to Prince Rainier of Monaco. It appears the woman was forcefully ejected from the yacht by strong-arm men in the employ of Prince Albert of Monaco. They were seen hustling her off the yacht and onto the quay directly before the yacht sailed, and one of the bodyguards was heard to threaten the woman with violence and even death if she ever came anywhere near Europe--or indeed the Western Hemisphere--again. The woman, who would only give her Christian name, Charlene, to the authorities, was held for a few hours in a local jail. Apparently her behavior in the lockup was so disruptive that she was remanded to a local sanitarium and placed under the care of the Little Sisters of Mercy. A United States consular officer took her under the care of his office for a short time, but after approximately one hour she was once again sent back to the sanitarium: Apparently her countrymen found her as insufferable as did the police. Some few hours later she was found in her cell, murdered execution-style with a single bullet in the back of her head. With stunning irony, the horrifying act had apparently been carried out by her caretaker, Sister Maria Eugenia of the Little Sisters of Mercy, who was led away in a straitjacket. The deranged nun, hitherto known in her order for her patience and forbearance, claimed loudly that the murder had been an act of self-defense. Never in the annals of crime in this far-from-innocent city has ever a series of events so chilled the blood of even hardened observers of the bizarre and unusual. What could have caused so saintly a woman as Sister Maria Eugenia to so completely forget herself as to commit murder--in the few short hours that the victim was under her care? We have managed to obtain, from an amateur video enthusiast on La Strada, a videotape of the woman as she raved at passersby and brought on the series of events that led to her demise. After lengthy consultation with an American-lan guage expert, we have managed to piece together the gist of her disturbing and fateful rant. Some of it is quite incomprehensible and plainly the illogical product of a deranged mind, but enough of the allusions to yachts and kings and prostitution point a steady finger of culpability at Prince Albert and his henchmen. References to illicit encounters with clergymen must be understood in their context: Apparently some Anabaptist sects in America allow their clergy to marry, difficult though that may be to comprehend. After reading the transcript of the woman's ravings, readers have unanimously reported an upwelling of sympathy for Sister Maria Eugenia, and a willingness to grant her claim that the killing was an act of mercy. Perhaps a jury will agree. The Madwoman's Rant Hey lady! You, lady! Cursing at your life! You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife! I've no doubt you dream about the things you'll never do--but I wish someone had talked to me like I wanna talk to you.... Ooooh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run. I took the hand of a preacher man, and we made love in the sun... Please, lady! Please, lady! Don't just walk away! 'Cause I have this need to tell you why I'm all alone today! I can see so much of me still living in your eyes! Won't you share a part of a weary heart that has lived a million lies! Oh, I've been to Nice and the Isles of Greece, while I've sipped champagne in a yacht. I've moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo--and showed 'em what I've got! I've been undressed by kings and I've seen some things that a woman ain't supposed to see... Hey: You know what paradise is? It's a lie. A fantasy we create about people and places as we'd like them to be. But you know what truth is? It's that baby you're holding. It's that man you fought with this morning--the same one you're going to make love with tonight. That's truth. That's love. Sometimes I've been to crying for unborn children that might have made me complete, but I, I took the sweet life I never knew, I'd be bitter from the sweet! I've spent my life exploring the subtle whoring that costs too much to be free! Hey lady! I've been to paradise...but I've never been to ME! Harrison "Imagine Jerry Lewis singing it...Hey lady!" Sherwood PS: AOL Client Spell Checker wants to change Morrison to "Moron." Just so you know.
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 20:42:47 EDT From: DougMash@aol.com Subject: Andy's Unproduced Songs Message-ID: <60.575119e.26b38287@aol.com> Checking out BMI's list of registered songs by Andy. It's at: http://www.bmi.com/repertoire/ Tally stands at 195, for the record. What I was interested in was the few I never heard of, either in demo form, or even just rumored to be worked on. These are: Anima Mundi Bosch Bruegel Ceramic Avenue Paperchase Place of Odd Glances Well for the Sweat of the Moon And who could forget...Bronze Coins Showing Genitals! Can anybody shed light on what the hell these are? Thanks, Doug M.
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Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 02:26:34 +0200
From: "Mark Strijbos" <mmello@knoware.nl>
Subject: A Worrying Trend
Message-ID: <20000729002050.40F61A6CE4@mail.knoware.nl>
Dear Chalkers,
Is it just me or are the grrls indeed taking over this asylum?
>Stephanie ("practicing what a NYT article from 1 1/2 years back
> trumpeted as 'The New Transparency,' the risks be damned") Takeshita
Woah! you mean, like, with euh... no clothes on and *nekkid* ???
yours in xtc,
Mark S. @ the Little Lighthouse www.come.to/xtc
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 18:26:07 -0700 (PDT) From: Molly <mfanton99@yahoo.com> Subject: One Non XTC and One XTC Message-ID: <20000729012607.21501.qmail@web1303.mail.yahoo.com> Non XTC: I think Stephanie wrote: <<Open plea to John Relph: Please, please, please restore our e-addresses to our responses! Half the fun of CH is the networking that goes on off-list. Sure, sure, you can click back to the previous screen and run a search on the name you want to contact and get the info that way, but it wastes time and won't stymie determined spammers anyway. FWIW, I haven't had any CH-derived spam problem, and I'm not the only one.>> Some people don't like their addresses shown in public, because a weirdo might start harrassing them. I do think it would be easier if the ban was lifted. There have been those times I've wanted a fellow Chalkhillian's e-mail address, but I haven't been able to find it, because of those xxx's. Maybe we should have a special area on Chalkhills where the people who want to have their addresses out in public, so people can look up their information. I do that with one of my lists. I have an information page where I have AIM names, Yahoo names, e-mail addresses, etc. So this is just a suggestion, John. Now for the slight XTC content. I was listening to my Monkees Anthology today, and I was imaging Andy (or maybe Colin) singing the great song, "Mommy and Daddy". I think it was made after Peter left. I know Micky Dolenz sings it. It's a great song. XTC should do a Monkees cover album, since as a younger man, Andy was a fan of theirs. Molly ===== AIM Name: MFanton00 Website: http://www.angelfire.com/mn/mollyfa99/index.html Fave Quote: "If your flight is going rough, your soul will lead you to the nearest exit" - Jump - XTC (A. Partridge)
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 22:04:11 -0500 From: rnv@mac.com Subject: Then I suddenly remembered what I left at home Message-ID: <B5A7B3DB.52D%rnv@mac.com> As of #6-205, here's an accounting of which XTC albums -- and how many copies of each -- would be going with the aliens to Planet Smile. The results are curious though not completely surprising: 15 -- English Settlement 9 -- Skylarking 6 -- AV1 5 -- Drums & Wires 5 -- Nonsuch 3 -- Black Sea 3 -- Oranges & Lemons 3 -- Wasp Star 2 -- Fossil Fuel 2 -- Mummer 2 -- Transistor Blast 1 -- Big Express 1 -- Chips from the Chocolate Fireball 1 -- White Music 0 -- Explode Together 0 -- Go 2 0 -- Homespun 0 -- Rag & Bone Buffet 0 -- Upsy Daisy My informal tally excluded those who said, like Mr Creosote on reviewing the menu, "I'll 'ave the lot!" I leave the spin doctoring and wild speculations to others. These are the facts of the case. --rnv
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Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 22:57:50 CDT
From: "vee tube" <veetube@hotmail.com>
Subject: Don't Buy Starpark!(Childrens Guide Thang)
Message-ID: <20000729035751.18264.qmail@hotmail.com>
I'll be uping the MPs soon enough.
It's a BOOT! XTC makes no money off of it.
If you're a collector,have fun.If you just
want to hear it,CHILL!
}---:)
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 19:56:08 +0100 From: "Rory Wilsher" <rory_wilsher@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: Kisses For Me Message-ID: <001601bff9ab$50b61fa0$cea1073e@oemcomputer> Aaaaarrrggghhhh! Smudgeboy, you B*ST*RD! Thanks for reminding me of this appalling piece of Eurovision Trash! For the uninitiated, this excrement won the Eurovision song contest in197? And no, I don't really need to know the year. It's "Save All Your Kisses For Me" by The Brotherhood Of Man. If you don't know what the Eurovision song contest is, think yourselves lucky! It really is as bad as it sounds. In revenge, I will merely mention the name Bucks Fizz. Rory "Reach out and touch faith" Wilsher
------------------------------ Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2000 23:25:29 -0500 From: rnv@mac.com Subject: Nice Trip, Shakespeare! Message-ID: <B5A7C6E8.52E%rnv@mac.com> Klaus Bergmaier asked: > Has anyone any idea what the great band "Trip Shakespeare" are up to these > days? I liked all their albums, anyone else here? The magnificent Trip Shakespeare split after ... Volt, I think, or Lulu? At any rate, around 1993 or so. Dan Wilson and John Munson went off to make up two-thirds of a trio called "Semisonic" -- highly recommended! -- and Matt Wilson, last I checked, was fronting a band here in Minneapolis deliciously called "Pleasure", though I don't think he's quite macheted his way out of Local-Band Purgatory. --rnv
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Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 01:58:43 EDT
From: STakesh@aol.com
Subject: email addresses; Erik Schlichting's simply insane map
Message-ID: <9.8a32aff.26b3cc93@aol.com>
Hi, everyone,
Sorry if my earlier email wasn't clear enough about the email
address stripping-vs.-spam issue. I visit the website's archived
digests, rather than receive it all in email form, and I actually
prefer it that way. (Besides, I don't trust AOL to be able to
handle it all without screwing something up.)
Other than the initial complaint about spammers that prompted
Webmeister Relph to institute the new policy, has anyone else
had a problem?
Based on my personal experience, if you want to avoid getting
spammed, stay away from CDNow.
As far as actual Chalkhills subscribers getting the email addresses
as before.... I guess membership does have its privileges, doesn't it? 8 )
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Erik Schlichting's self-imposed topographical challenge, of mapping
CH'ers by their geographical coordinates, got me to thinking.
What, if any, sociological patterns may emerge? Will Chalkhill-
dom be revealed as a primarily coastal/metropolitan phenomenon?
Or will the biggest numbers be generated in "flyover America," and
its less-cosmopolitan equivalents in Europe, where there are presum-
ably fewer events of interest [adopting a nasal Tom Lehrer voice]
"to help you forget for a moment your drab, wretched lives"?
[Ahem. I am kidding, of course. Keep the safeties locked on
your flamethrowers.] 8 )
It reminded me of the title short story in Will Self's "The Quantity
Theory of Insanity". In this fantasia of socio-academic satire
and pseudo-scientific inquiry, a psychiatric researcher (or
sociologist, or somesuch) discovers that human sanity and
insanity occur in an autonomously self-regulating temporal
and spatial equilibrium, so that one individual (or group)'s
instability, extremism, or psychosis is mysteriously balanced
and compensated for by the corresponding well-being of their
neighbors over roughly the same time period. (This could
explain why evangelizing -- and rather desperate -- missionaries
can knock on doors all day long without achieving a single
conversion; their fervour is matched by the masses' combination
of complacency and outright secularism.)
Could we extend the fanciful idea fixe of Self's research scientist,
then, to our own charming, if not entirely "normal," virtual community
of music obsessives? The hypothetical possibilities boggle the mind
(well, my mind, anyway). So, to witlessness, a sample scenario:
1) Chalkhillers and New York City. Assuming that most New
Yorkers are crazy already (and in the manner of Scorcese's
"After Hours," no less), one would expect to find a suppressed
per-capita average of rabid XTC fans, and by extension, Chalk-
hills subscribers, within the five boroughs. Of particular interest
to the insanity quantitician is Manhattan's Lower East Side,
whose hipster bohemians -- street artists, heroin addicts, grad
students, and so on -- may, a priori, be sufficiently insane in
their respective ways so as to preclude any competing strains
of insanity, such as the aforementioned substrain of music
obsessiveness.
Additional studies targeting neighborhoods in Brooklyn, Queens, the
Bronx, and all of Staten Island may also yield provocative results.
A comparative study correlating the results of a number of such
studies with the grossly inflated real estate prices associated with
the New York metropolitan area as a whole may answer the question
"is the cost of living in NYC insane, or what?" as well as offer insight
into the ability or willingness of people to indulge in both cost-of-living
insanity and music-obsessive insanity. One may well determine that
it's unlikely that the typical denizen of in a 1100-sq.-foot, 2nd-floor
renovated prewar brownstone apt. on the Upper East w/Park view
selling for $800,000 and $2500 maint. (60% deductible), with doorman,
simply doesn't have the insanity left over to maintain a well-stocked
musical library, much less make swap tapes, collect vinyl, hunt for
demos and bootlegs, make pilgrimages to Swindon, ad infinitum ad
nauseum. Or that even if he/she did still had the requisite nervous
energy to live as a music obsessive, he would more likely be into Sting
anyway.
Or am I perverting the good professor's pristine theory into a debased
model of economic determinism?
The field remains wide open for insanity quantity theorists to conduct
first-generation studies of most of the world's geographical areas, major
metropolitan areas included, as well as socio-economic groupings.
One could plot Chalkhills membership in Kentucky against the percentage
of that state's public schools teaching creationism; analyze Chalkhills
membership in England's Home Counties cross-referenced with the
incidence of animal rights militancy there, or plumb the (presumed very
low) Chalkhills membership rates in a maximum-security prison in Brazil.
Really, the sky's the limit.
One more point needs to be made about I-quantity theory: it applies as
much to intra-group as to inter-group analysis. I.e., could it be that
the paranoid delusions of a certain devilish troublemaker and his multiple
personalities (or actual friends), as well as the exuberant piscatic fantasy
of the Chalkhiller that, were Freud to write a case study on him, might
well designate "The Fish Man," and even a handful of over-the-top,
pretentiously verbose, self-indulgent, if self-mocking, freewheeling
yakkers who'll seize upon any personal or cultural pretext -- such as
elaborating at endless length upon some trivial, half-baked short story
they've read at one time but can't even be bothered to consult to get
the pertinent facts straight, just because they are such inveterate
show-offs -- are actually responsible for the bulk of the Chalkhills
community remaining sane by comparison? Relatively sane, that is.
It certainly bears finding out.
Stephanie ("But I'm not crazy, even if I am living in 'Jersey") Takeshita
------------------------------ Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 02:05:19 -0700 (PDT) From: brown <mb2@deltanet.com> Subject: assorted responses and the other Greenman Message-ID: <200007290905.CAA26452@mail2.deltanet.com> >From unna@worldmailer.com, in digest #210- <<I really don't want my Chalkhill brethren to think that I have a violent streak, but if we were cave people I would definitely be clubbing old Neil down to an unrecognizable and silent bundle of fur and stringy hair.>> I thoroughly enjoyed your description of a gruesome, and yet completely understandable act. (When the sh*t comes down, I want to be in your tribe!) - - - - - - - Phil asked which artists make us physically ill- Me- "Alex, I'll take vomit-inducing schlock rockers for $500.." Alex- "This repugnant troll has recorded scads of puerile crap, including such gems as, Two Tickets To Parasite, Baby Hold On, and the god-awful, Take Me Home Tonight (complete with an embarrassing duet with the obviously spent Ronnie Spector).." Me- "Who is Eddie Money." Christ! here come the gastric spasms... Lest I forget.. listening to Foreigner usually brings about a rapid review of lunch. - - - - - - - One more thing- I know the subject of the Greenman has been well covered here, but has anyone ever heard of a Greenman or Stickman in the context of Native American mythology? O.K., so the source was suspect (on an episode of Northern Exposure).. it did get my attention.. I have one book on Inuit mythology, and I did a little scouting on the web... didn't find any reference to a Native American Greenman. I'll prowl the library and my local book store tomorrow (now I HAVE to know if an Indian Greenman exists!).. if anyone out there has any info/insight to offer, I'd appreciate it. Thanks! Off to dreamland, Debora Brown - - *Holy Wedgie, Batman!.. These tights are killing me!* - Burt Ward
------------------------------ Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 02:35:15 -0700 (PDT) From: brown <mb2@deltanet.com> Subject: Dom's Ass Message-ID: <200007290935.CAA29598@mail2.deltanet.com> ..He done came back to the five and dime- Another highly entertaining post, Mr. Lawson.. like backing into a hot stove, stark naked.. painful AND humiliating.. and it sure leaves an impression! Thank you sir, may we have another? Debora Brown
------------------------------ Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 14:14:23 +0200 From: "Emmanuel Marin" <Emmanuel.Marin@wanadoo.fr> Subject: Re: French Chalkers Message-ID: <000701bff956$990664e0$3cbe8aa4@ftictspudr> > How many Chalkers do we have from the City of Lights? Is XTC well-known > in France? Judging from the friend that I will be staying with, the > answer is a resounding 'non!' - he's never even *heard* of them. I have no figures to prove what follows, but I'm pretty sure that nowadays, the XTC member who has been heard the most often by French listeners is Colin Moulding, because he played the bass lines in some of L'Affaire Louis Trio's songs...And, then again, your French friend surely knows about L'Affaire Louis Trio because of their early hits, not because of their last albums ! > Ok, seeing as I will have some time on my hands to explore Paris and > it's environs - are any of the parisien(ne)s chalk denizens willing to > offer me advice as far as music in Paris is concerned? Are there some > places or bands that I should know about? During August the Paris inhabitants leave and are replaced by the tourists so... :-) Anyhow, don't spend your time going to the "big" music shops (FNAC and Virgin) for some XTC material : there, at best, you'll have the latest album and two or three old ones. No rare material at all. Or, should I say, it's even rarer in France ! (I saw the "Song Stories" and "How Eastern Theathre came to be" once).
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